Ne'er had I felt like that before,
A feeling as though I had become,
I knew it from the very fore,
My soul had found herself a home
I could feel myself changing,
Like caterpillar into butterfly,
And our heart slowly merging,
Learning to mount and fly
I grew stronger as she made me weak,
And soon her allergies became mine,
My love bloomed each passing week,
Drawing a margin inside me- A line
That cuts away all of my sadness,
All that slumber'd in my dark past-
Then my blood whispers in stillness-
Master, how divine to be loved at last!
Sunday, November 11,2012
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem